GORING BEACH, SOUTH COAST
posted by Chris D'Santos at 5:50 PM
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.
2 Comments:
Hey Chuck, great site - very informative. Keep it going.
Coo ltitle - an alternative might be smallMerlot.blogspot.com?
you see -i told once i'd destroyed the pier your photo would be an important document.
seriously, great pic .
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